A brief-yet-ongoing journal of all things Carmi. You'll laugh, you'll cry, you'll reach for your mouse to click back to Google. But you'll be intrigued. And you'll feel compelled to return following your next bowl of oatmeal. With brown sugar. And milk.

I've written recently about my need to spend time beside large bodies of water (here, here and here) so I wont belabor the point. But I did want to share this scene, taken last year, because it adds another dimension to the relaxation parade: night.

As I stood behind these peacefully moored boats, I wondered where they'd be going tomorrow, and I hoped that whoever was at the wheel derived joy from being out there. Before I turned for home, I wished them a safe journey.

Your turn: Where are these boats headed? Where would you take them if you could?